I celebrate every day of my life, and I mean that in two ways. Firstly,
as each day is special to me, I celebrate it; and, secondly, I celebrate
every day because I feel so fortunate to be living such a special and
happy life. My daily celebrations are my way of remembering and
giving thanks to those who help to make each day special for me.
There are both advantages, as well as disadvantages to this. One positive
effect is that it serves to make me aware that I never experience boredom,
unhappiness or disappointment; as I am always looking for the various
ways that my life is blessed on a daily basis. On the other hand, I tend not
to have special days that I look forward to more than others, as the only
special day for me is the one I am experiencing. Therefore, my birthday is
just like any other day in my life, so I don’t cherish it or look forward to it
with any special anticipation. I don’t classify days as better or worse, as I
consider them all to be equally wonderful.
Much of this philosophy is created by my constant attempts to live only
in the moment, whereby I don’t look forward to the future or back towards
the past. Whatever happened yesterday or whatever may be coming into
my life tomorrow doesn’t change the joy I have of living and existing today.
Anniversaries, birthdays and other such remembrances don’t seem to affect
me the way they do other people.
Some people struggle with my thinking and believe that I am missing
out on some of the best joys of life by not remembering days gone by for
the happiness they brought me and not building the excitement of a future
moment where happiness is bound to overwhelm me. “Happy Birthday,”
or “Happy Unbirthday” – it makes no difference to me what day it is. My
only concern is to search for and find that which I can take pleasure in at
that point in time. The one exception might have been my 16th birthday,
because that is when I qualified for a driver’s license. I take joy in my
marriage every day and not just on our anniversary.
Some believe that this style of thinking will even out the hills and valleys
of emotions that occur in their normal life cycle. I, however, contend that
it maintains a constant state of euphoria, when you can accept that you
can be as happy eating a hot dog as dining on steak. Likewise, New Year’s
Eve is not a special moment for me, as my life begins again each morning
when I wake up. Much like in the movie Groundhog Day, I experience time
on a linear scale without ever having to feel that whatever I might want
to change cannot be done. As Scarlett O’Hara said in Gone With the Wind,
“Tomorrow is another day!”, and what a wonderful day it will be. Let’s
celebrate that.
I’m not myself today and everybody has noticed the improvement 61